Chapter 242: Ah Bao is pleased to be crowded as the empress

It’s not like I would’ve developed thoughts of seeking a new master.

The key is, the Fire Kingdom is too unscrupulous.

Our Feng Kingdom has indeed been destroyed. After much consideration, I fear that if we continue to rely on the Fire Kingdom, we will never see the day when our nation is restored.

Moreover, our Feng Kingdom’s national god cannot wait any longer.

Once the national god truly dissipates, the Feng Kingdom will be completely erased from this continent.”

“National Advisor, our Tiansheng Empire may not have a national god, but in terms of national strength, it’s not a matter of who wants to pledge allegiance, they can just do so.” The tyrant smiled cunningly, his eyes full of calculation.

“Your Majesty, I understand. What I mean is that if the Tiansheng Empire is willing to accept us, our Feng Kingdom is ready to pledge complete allegiance.”

The civil and military officials were shocked.

Goodness.

Did a fortune just fall from the sky?!

Just like that, a nation suddenly wants to pledge allegiance??

Although the Feng Kingdom has been destroyed, it’s well-known that the kingdom still has rich resources, including several gold and silver mines.

Originally, after the Feng Kingdom was destroyed, other nations wanted to divide it up.

However, due to disagreements over distribution, this plan was temporarily shelved.

Especially since the Feng royal family still retains a trace of its bloodline, and with the protection of the national god, they’ve managed to survive until now.

“This…” The Tiansheng Emperor pondered. With his imperial mindset, he was certain that although Leng Qingliu came with the intention to pledge allegiance, he wouldn’t surrender so easily.

“But before we pledge allegiance, I have one condition.”

“What is it?”

“Help us find our prince, Feng Batian.”

The Tiansheng Emperor frowned. Why did this name sound strangely familiar?

【Pfft! The bandit leader on Mount Taibai, Feng Batian?】

【Isn’t that my little brother? Father, you forgot, Feng Batian has already been recruited by Seventh Brother and sent to Lingnan to quell the unrest and manage the plague.】

Ah Bao, seeing the doubtful look on the Tiansheng Emperor’s face, realized that her father had forgotten about Feng Batian.

She pondered how to remind him.

Then she heard the Tiansheng Emperor quietly ask her, “Ah Bao, didn’t Feng Batian go to Lingnan last year? Father didn’t remember wrong, did he?”

Ah Bao nodded her little head, “Yes, yes, yes.”

【Father finally remembered.】

Their voices were very quiet, so Leng Qingliu, standing in the main hall, couldn’t hear what the father and daughter were saying.

“Feng Batian, ah, this matter might require the help of the little princess.”

Leng Qingliu was surprised, looking at Ah Bao with eyes full of hope. He knew it—this little princess was no ordinary person.

“Little Princess…”

Could it be that the prince they’ve been searching for so many years is finally going to be found?

Leng Qingliu’s heart was pounding with excitement. If it weren’t for the presence of the civil and military officials, he might have burst into tears.

“Ugh ugh ugh—”

The Deputy Minister’s retching sounds echoed again.

Leng Qingliu’s eyelids twitched. He couldn’t shake the feeling that this was some kind of secret signal between the ministers and the Tiansheng Emperor.

Could it be that the Tiansheng Empire is unwilling to accept the Feng Kingdom?

The Deputy Minister continued vomiting while Leng Qingliu grew anxious, “Your Majesty, Little Princess, to show our Feng Kingdom’s sincerity, I’m willing to first present our kingdom’s Imperial Seal.”

Handing over the Imperial Seal was equivalent to handing over the royal authority.

The Feng Kingdom was truly sincere in its pledge of allegiance to the Tiansheng Empire.

Seeing the golden, dazzling Imperial Seal, the civil and military officials were all shocked.

The Deputy Minister was so scared that he stopped vomiting.

Leng Qingliu secretly rejoiced—his plan had worked. He almost missed this opportunity with the Tiansheng Empire, but thankfully, he was clever enough.

“Ah Bao, take it. Consider it a belated birthday gift from Father.” The Tiansheng Emperor laughed heartily. Who would’ve thought the Feng Kingdom would voluntarily come knocking?

Suddenly, Ah Bao found herself holding the Imperial Seal.

To the civil and military officials, this little girl was not just the tenth princess of the Tiansheng Empire, but the first Empress of the Feng Kingdom as well!

Leng Qingliu suddenly knelt down in front of Ah Bao. “Your Highness, Princess!”

He almost wanted to shout, “Your Majesty, the Empress!”

The little girl scratched her head, uninterested in the imperial seal or royal power. She just happened to have a walnut in her hand, so without a second thought, she used the imperial seal to crack it open and started eating with a childlike innocence, completely carefree.

The civil and military officials were all wide-eyed, stunned. The imperial seal and the throne, for which so many had fought to the death, were just toys to the little princess?

Ah Bao looked up and grinned at Di Zian, baring her teeth, “Seventh Brother…”

With that one word, all the officials turned their gazes toward Di Zian. When had the Seventh Prince arrived? Why hadn’t they noticed?

Di Zian: “…”

The Tyrant Emperor spoke up, “Old Seventh, what are you hiding back there for? Come forward, quickly. Come and congratulate your sister.”

The little girl had just gained a whole country today!

Di Zian quickly waved his hands, “No, no, no.”

He didn’t dare get close to his sister.

The Secretary of the Central Secretariant could hardly bear it anymore. “Your Majesty…”

He wanted to request leave; he needed to end this court session.

[Why do Seventh Brother and the Secretary of the Central Secretariant seem to be exchanging odd looks?]

[Why does the Secretary of the Central Secretariant keep vomiting and leaning towards Seventh Brother? What’s going on?]

Ah Bao grinned, nibbling on her walnut, her eyes darting back and forth between the two of them.

Di Zian stole a glance at the Secretary of the Central Secretariant and quietly shifted away.

“Your Highness, Seventh Prince!” Leng Qingliu stared at Di Zian, almost convinced he saw a faint green glow between the prince’s brows—a sign of life energy, incredibly similar to the aura of the Feng Nation’s deity.

Strange, last time he entered the palace, he’d seen the Seventh Prince from afar but hadn’t noticed any life energy.

But now it was different. Overnight, the Seventh Prince’s fortunes seemed to have changed dramatically.

Di Zian was startled and quickly avoided Leng Qingliu’s touch. “Um, stay away from me, don’t touch me.”

Anyone who touches him gets good fortune.

“Your Highness, may I take your pulse?” Leng Qingliu asked. As the Feng Nation’s Grandmaster, he was skilled in the arts of cultivation, though he rarely showed it.

“No, no,” Di Zian quickly waved his hands.

“Your Majesty, I need to request leave,” the Secretary of the Central Secretariant spoke up again, looking very unwell.

“You don’t look well, Minister. Are you ill?” The Tyrant Emperor asked.

“Perhaps,” the Secretary of the Central Secretariant replied, unsure of what was happening to him. He just felt awful.

“Have the imperial physician take a look at you.”

[Father just wants to gossip; he doesn’t really care about the illness.]

The Tyrant Emperor chuckled secretly, and Ah Bao, always perceptive, knew exactly what he was thinking.

Di Zian covered his face, curious himself. He wanted to know if the Secretary of the Central Secretariant was really pregnant.

After the physician’s examination, he diagnosed symptoms of morning sickness.

This shocked the entire court.

The Secretary of the Central Secretariant was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.

“How can a man be pregnant?”

The physician, who had practiced for over ten years, had never encountered anything so absurd.

“Your Majesty, may I examine the Minister?” Leng Qingliu asked.